The Man He Will Never Be
I sit and think of there will ever be a solution
It’s like he has made his own constitution
Joining together with his legislation
Causing between us a dissociation.
Sitting on the wall listening like a gecko
Trying to he’s any little echo
I have dreams of coming home to my own abode
But that changes, knowing he will explode.
All I wish for is a sense of hope
But his lioness I will never be, Nope!
Always unkind, never sensual with me
I’ve got to get away from the man he will never be!
Copyright © Allison Call | Year Posted 2019
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